The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Act I The stone in the Hunza valley does not forgive, it only waits. Hamza Butt woke to the sound of the outer wall splitting, a groan that shook the dust from the rafters of the barracks. He was thirty, a sergeant with hands like cured leather, and he knew the specific weight of a collapsing structure. The command had ordered them to hold the breach, a directive that felt less like strategy...

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